Seated in a coffee shop was a young lady, probably aged twenty two with long bone straight hair falling smoothly behind her. Her eyes were fixed on a towering building across the road.
Royalty. The biggest modeling agency in the country. It had been her dream since kindergarten to be a designer working for them. With them, she felt she could rise to the peak of her career and be able to start her own company, maybe even to be on par with them.
She sipped the Warm cup of coffee before reaching out for her phone.
" Once again he is late " Tessa frowned as she looked at the time.
Her boyfriend had invited her out as he claimed to have news to share with her. News that he could not say over the phone apparently.
He walked in with a scarf tied round his neck, taking his seat opposite her.
"Sorry am late, my boss kept me" He reached for the menu but could not make out what he needed.
" What was so important that you called me out here?" She tried to suppress the irritation in her voice.
She wasn't really into Mark. Her parents had forced her into a relationship with him in order to improve their social standing with his parents. She hated every single thing about him. From his scent, his love for wine and women, addiction to gambling and lack of dedication. She could not wait to hear the pile of horse crap he had to say to her.

" Tessa I want you to move in with me" he placed his hands on top of hers. Her skin screamed of a peril encroachment of her space but she kept her attitude in check. "Your place is too shabby. Some one like you doesn't deserve to leave in a place like that. What would my friends think when they see where my girlfriend lives? Gosh Tes, what are you even wearing ?" He pointed at the grey sweater she was wearing "You look like something that Crawled out of a dumpster. Your clothes are too old. You need a change of wardrobe sweet heart. I can't have you going around in public like that and at the same time being associated with me. Tomorrow at 5pm I'll send my dad's chauffeur to pick you up. Your going shopping and while your at it, your things would be moved into my home. what do you say honey?"He peered into her eyes waiting for her affirmation.

How dare he call her home shabby. She had designed the interior herself making sure every thing was appealing to modern taste and crafts yet he had the audacity to call it shabby. And there was nothing wrong with her sweater. It was a casual outing which didn't require her to look all divine. She wanted to Yell out her response but still the words could not leave her mouth. Her eyes twitched, her fingers tapping ferociously on the table as he looked at her with an awkward smile.

"I'll think about it" was all she could manage to say as she picked up her bag to leave before she would explode.
What an asshole!!!
....
" could you believe that pig ?" She yelled as she narrated the episode to Bulma who was head over heels with laughter.
" dear you gotta ram it down his throat sometimes you know" she advised Tessa while she munched on popcorn. " you look so cute when your mad. Your ears go all red like a tomato and your cheeks puff like an angry mother chicken "

She glared at Bulma who instantly sealed her lips.

"anyways how's your application coming " hope sprung up on her face.
" No replies yet" She looked out the window.

The laptop chimed twice notifying her of an incoming email. She clicked on it without much expectation. Her eyebrows raised before her eyes flooded in excitement.
Details of her new position as the Head secretary at Royalty filled the screen. Her eyes nearly fell out of it's socket as she read.

Her qualifications were astounding which had catapulted her all the way to the top. She was going to work for the ceo personally and would be in charge of other secretaries as well as personal appointments that he had outside of work with a whooping salary of half a million dollars monthly which was more than Mark's salary at the peak of his career.

The excitement in the air was infectious, both girls dancing to celebrate her appointment.
"you've done it girl. Your one step closer to achieving your dream " Bulma squeeled.
"It says I start work tomorrow. 7am sharp. My boss comes in by ten am but I have to be there two hours early to get the office ready, prepare his schedule, go through files.... and have his coffee ready"
"talk about being a maiden" Bulma scoffed. "I'll give you time to rest up but Saturday night, we are having a party at my place and Mark is not invited" She added before shutting the door with a bang.

The water ran through her hair as she laddled with shampoo. It grazed her skin lightly, touching her sensitive area making her moan softly. She tidied herself up neatly putting on a pink knee length floral gown with a pair of black sandals.
She boarded a cab to work at 6am to make a first impression of an early hardworking bird.
"I need to get a car" She mumbled. she walked into the company to find only the janitors in attendance. The air smelt of royalty and class and she knew from that moment on that a simple slip could end her career.
She took the elevator and as she waited, she said her prayers hoping for the best day at work. The elevator doors opened but she was faced by a tall blonde guy. He wore a royal blue suite with glasses. His emerald eyes spoke volumes of authority and she felt intimidated but his voice was calm and gentle.
"would you mind stepping out please. I need to grab coffee"
She moved aside but was still in a trance. He was a clean cut, the kind of man she would like to marry if marriage was ever considered for her.
She stared at him for a while.
"Am guessing your new here.A the only one usually at work this early. Am Josh paint and you are..."
" hmh...oh am Tessa, Tessa Ivory " She manged to say. She liked his voice ringing in her ears so melodiously. "I just started work here as the Head secretary...."
"Good morning mam. " He bowed slightly "would you like coffee before breakfast "
He startled her a bit but realisation dawned on her. As the Head secretary she is above everyone except the board. She nodded before finding her way to her office.
Josh dropped a cup of coffee by her before heading to his station. She arranged her boss's desk which he had scattered with files probably from a hectic day at work. She cleaned the tables, dusted the shelfs and sorted out the documents using her planner which was made available on her desk from the most urgent matters to the least important ones.
She picked up the trash basket and ringed for the Janitor to empty it.
" looking into someone's trash can tell you the person's personality " She figured so without hesitation, she tossed around the trash to find chocolate bars, sweet wrappers , candy mints and ... used condoms.
Her eyes circled but she regained her composition. She was in no position to judge his lifestyle.
"what are you doing" his voice jolted her. Her head turned to face the devilish figure in front of her.
He had dark hair which cascaded over his shoulders like a shawl. His eyes glowed shades of black making him look like a creature from the depths of the ocean. He wore a tight white shirt with a neckline that exposes his thick chest capturing his broad shoulder athletic body
his demeanor oozed of a war lord that counted infinity kills in a single battle.
She blinked in awe at the specimen of his fine creation. At loss for words, she stuttered severally before he ordered her to seal her lips.
His tone scared her but she was hypnotised by his husky voice that pulled strings in her pool of emotions.
" Get out"
Her feet shuffled in movement but one glance at him sent her flying out of the office, her heart in her mouth.
"That is my boss. I am so dead"